GBE | Clones | Aphro as needed

[intactsaint]

You're in one of the Hotel's many rooms minding your own business (or maybe minding anyone's business but your own; that does tend to happen a lot at the Love Hotel) when a blonde woman dressed in nothing but one of the hotel's red bedsheets streaks past in a tearing hurry. She looks furtively behind her to see that she's not being followed, and

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[onlysanechimera]

Zelgadiss blinked, looking from one to the other. He recognized that face... "Mokuren? What's...?"

Then he looked at the one that wasn't trying to hide behind him and blushed brightly. "Wh-what's going on here? Let her go," he added as he realized the... other Mokuren had grabbed her, reaching out to push her hand away.

[intactsaint]

Mokuren yanked herself out of her clone's grasp. "Zelgadis! I-" How did she not recognize him sooner? He was kind of hard to miss. But, well, she had more pressing concerns. "It's the Hotel. It's made a clone of me and now she... Well, just look at her."

The clone primped and posed.

"On second thought, don't."

[onlysanechimera]

He flushed and glanced down. "Er. Right. Uh." He sighed. "Great. Just what we needed. That was sarcasm," he added, just in case the clone couldn't take the hint.

Looking up at her, his eyes staying fixed on her face (somehow), he continued, "Most people, after being told no, would actually consider that perhaps the person they're after isn't interested."

[intactsaint]

Clone-Mokuren gestured wildly. "But she hasn't been laid in over two weeks! This has to be remedied. I'm just lending a hand!" She tried to put an arm around Mokuren, but Mokuren scooted out of reach.

"I don't need your help for that, thank you so very much."

"Hah, and what were you doing before I showed up? You weren't going to get any action holing up in your room listening to Carmen and trying to decide if you wish Shion was here." The clone scoffed.

A sort of strangled noise came from the back of Mokuren's throat, like a verbal keysmash. "You had to bring that up?" she said, in a plaintive tone so low it was doubtful the clone heard her. "I - Just go away!"

bam! C:

[righteous_dork]

Mokuren--how did she----who was--woah.

Blinking, he looked back and forth, then suddenly, catching on, shielded his eyes from the second clone.

"M-Mokuren, or, wait, which---?"

Awkwardly after she ran behind him, there was nothing to hide the second Mokuren behind, and this flustered Abel quite a bit.

"N-Now just what's going on here?!"

[intactsaint]

It should be easy to guess which one of them is the original, even for a mere acquaintance such as Abel. Here's a hint: it's the one that doesn't seem worried that parading arond in the nude in the Love Hotel might possibly be a bad idea.

But Mokuren wasn't really interested in playing guessing games. "I'm the real Mokuren! That... person," she pointed at her duplicate from behind Abel, "is some sort of Hotel trick!"

The clone crossed her arms under her breasts. "I'm hurt, Mokuren. I only have your best interests at heart."

[righteous_dork]

"Hotel trick...? I didn't know the hotel could do tricks."
He wanted to look up at the clone, but, still, he wanted to respect Mokuren's privacy. It may have been a clone, but it was still Mokuren.

Then again, if this was a sex hotel, he'd probably be seeing plenty of people naked, as it were.

"Ma'am. I believe she's well aware of her best interests, possibly why she is running from you."

[intactsaint]

"You haven't been here all that long, have you?" Mokuren asked.

"She's not a good judge of character." said the clone, looking thoroughly offended. "I'm not going to hurt her. She just needs some tender loving care, and I'm just going to help her find someone who can provide. Sure you don't want to do the honors?" she leered.